Scene: Our class is on the playground playing their version of tag, referred to as, “Zombie Tag.”
Student A: “I tagged you! The Doctor is now a Zombie.”
Student B (not participating in the game, but wandering the playground watching the game unfold): “Attention! This is going on the 6 o’clock news! Attention! Doctor turned into Zombie!”
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Scene: We’re discussing Passports and their purpose. My co-teacher shares his old passport with the class.
Student A: “Oh my gosh, teacher! You look like you’re gonna rob a bank with that hair! It’s like killer-bank-robber hair!”
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A little teacherism too….
Scene: Co-teacher and I are observing our students as they play on the playground.
Co-teacher: “Well, I think some emo kid got lucky last night?”
Myself: “WHAT!?”
Co-teacher: “Well, I found this (holds up a used condom wrapper) and saw this (leans into the play structure and reads the graffiti written there) ‘The darkness is my light. I shine in the darkness and become one with the light. The darkness is all loving.’ “
Myself: “Nice.”
